Sally
Colby’s expression darkened, his jaw clenching as he read my lips. He slowly reached out and grabbed my throat gently, pulling me closer.
“Alright, you asked for it,” he murmured, his breath hot against my face. His other hand began to unbuckle his belt.
It was then I realized he wasn’t in his sports pants. Did that mean he never intended to come to practice today?
Colby’s grip on my throat tightened slightly, his eyes burning into mine with intensity. He shoved his pants down, freeing his already hard cock.
Grabbing my hips, he spun me around and bent me over the table. Without warning, he plunged into me, filling me completely in one fierce thrust.
I might really scream now. Really.
“Mmmph…” The low moan escapes your lips, half choked off by his hand around your throat.
Each of his powerful thrusts made my body jolt forward, fingers gripping the edge of the miserable shaking table for support. His thick cock stretched me perfectly, hitting just the right spots to make my legs tremble.
As Colby pulls out abruptly, the table stops shaking and the squeaking ceases. Before I could even think to turn around, I felt his strong hands gripping the insides of my thighs, pushing my legs further apart. Suddenly, his face went under me, his tongue finding my dripping slit.
I bite my lower lip to suppress a louder moan. His tongue – Goodness, his tongue – is magical. It circled my clit slowly, then dipped lower to collect my wetness. He spread it around, pushing his tongue deep inside me, hitting that amazing spot that makes my knees weak.
He hooked his arms under my thighs, pulling me even closer to his face. His tongue became relentless, licking, sucking, probing. He curled his tongue inside me, then flattened it against my g-spot, over and over.
I knew he could feel my body was tensed, my hands gripping the counter so hard my knuckles turn white. He knew I was trying to stay silent, to deny him the satisfaction of hearing my moans. But he’s not having it. He sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking rapidly over it.
Oh my! My eyes rolled.
Without warning, Colby slaps my ass, the sharp sting making my flesh jiggle. A surprised half-squeal escaped from my lips before his hand squeezes my breast from behind. Before I could brace myself, he plunged his cock deep inside my dripping pussy in one swift motion.
Ah! Gosh. How was he this cunning!!
His thick, hard cock filled me completely, stretching my sensitive walls. The cool metal of his Prince Albert piercing pressed against my g-spot, adding a delicious, unique friction. Each time he thrusted in, the barbell rubs against that spot, making my entire body shiver with pleasure.
I couldn’t help but arch my back, pushing my hips back to take him even deeper. The piercing hit your g-spot perfectly with each thrust, as if it was designed just for my body. My pussy retaliated by clenching around him, squeezing his shaft, loving the interplay between hard cock and cool metal.
My fingers dig into the tabletop, knuckles turning white as I gripped it for dear life. My hips bucked wildly, meeting each of Colby’s powerful thrusts. The table shakes violently beneath me, objects clattering to the floor as the force of our lovemaking threatens to upend everything.
“Fuck, baby…” Colby growled, one hand firmly gripping my hair, the other holding my hip possessively. His thrusts became more intense, more deliberate, hitting that sweet spot with every stroke.
“Look at me,” he commanded, pulling my hair just enough to tilt my head back. “Now call my name. Moan for me just like the other day.”
My back arched, pushing my breasts out. I let out a low, guttural moan instead of answering. My hair cascaded down my back, except for the chunk he was fisting.
I threw my head back again, eyes fluttering closed, lips parted, another moan echoing through the room.
Colby narrowed his eyes, sensing my defiance. “Ah, so that’s how it is,” he murmured, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Without warning, he reached around to roughly fondle my clit. “Let’s see if I can’t make you scream my name then.”
Colby’s fingers worked on my clit with skilled precision, circling and pressing just right to send jolts of electricity through me. His thick cock pounded into me relentlessly, each thrust grinding against my g-spot. Pleasure builds rapidly, radiating from your core as he played your body like an instrument… his favorite instrument.
My legs started trembling violently as ecstasy seemed to overwhelm me, a shrill cry escaping your lips.
Wait! Don’t tell me that I just gave in. Hell no!
Colby laughs triumphantly, tightening his grip on your hips as he hilts deep, his heavy balls smacking wetly against your entrance with every brutal thrust.
“There it is. Like that. So moan more. Moan for me, Sally. Moan my fucking name like you mean it.”
Shut it, jerk.
When I turned to him, I saw his eyes flash with satisfaction at my scream, but when I shook my head, refusing to say his name, his expression turned stern.
He growled possessively, withdrawing from me and spinning me around to face him. Without warning, he crushed onto my lips in a dominating kiss, his tongue demanding entrance.
The kiss was beastly, consuming, and overwhelming. His thick lips claimed mine with a hungry ferocity, parting them forcefully as his tongue burrowed deep into my mouth. He kissed you with an intensity that left me breathless, his strong hands gripping my face tightly as he dominated my mouth completely.
As he broke the kiss, I was left gasping for air, my lips swollen and bruised. I glared at him with a frown on my face but Colby’s face was however flush with desire, his eyes burning into mine.
I felt the heat of his body pressing against me, and the sticky wetness of his leaking cock smearing against my stomach.
Colby suddenly hoisted me up effortlessly, took me to another room, placing me on the kitchen counter. Was he trying to pity the table now? Oh well.
I winced slightly as the marble met your bare bottom. Then, he spread my legs wide apart, pushing my knees up so my heels rest on the edge. My pussy is swollen and sensitive, the lips parted and wet.
He stepped between my thighs, his massive, pierced member bobbing heavily between his muscular thighs. He ran the metallic barbell through his thick length along your inner thighs, teasing me mercilessly.
My whole body shook and I let out a whimper, feeling the cold metal against my heated flesh. This was torture, pure one. If he wanted to take it in. Can he just do it already? Instead of plunging inside me unaware.
“You know what?” he growled softly, his thumb swirling around my entrance, making me jerk.
“What?” I signed.
“Spread your legs wider,” he ordered.
I rolled my eyes and obeyed, putting your heels on the counter edge, giving him full access.
“Now, let me hear you beg for it,” he said, leaning closer, his massive frame pressing between your spread legs, his thick, veiny length resting heavily on your pussy lips.
Wait, what?
“Say, ‘Colby, please fuck me’,” he commanded, his voice low and demanding.